when i hear nothing but the sound of pure
wind...when i feel nothing but the feeling of true ache i put my ear on the
ground and try to hear the buzz of the earth...i hear the calling of the shaman
calling me from far away but i am all alone!...but when i close my eyes,i see
in front of me all these merry moments of my life and take the strength to go
on...cause deep in my heart i know that there will be many others yet to
come...and it's worth striving with my inner self...to taste these moments
afterall...i close my eyes again and i see a great future in front of me...a
star that is waiting to give me its glow...so i breathe again and carry my
carcass to the rest of the day...
interruptions
Sometimes, i feel
like a girl interrupted...
A wild cry,
tries to awake me
into the night,
an unusual scream
from my deepest fears,
a mutual feeling,
felt only by people i m interrested in...
A wild fantasy
that i am alive...
sound
whole...
When i hear that
cry i am so certain that the future
will bring
something so glorious,worth living for...
But the present is
what troubles me most...
The interruption
between the past and the present...
And the long,
helpless waiting until the future...
In these living
dreams my girls are beside me..
And one word of
them it's enough to make me walk through the day,
interrupt my fears
and make me still long.....
